Ever since Yang Qianyu went on a business trip, Feng Moyan couldn't sleep well these days.
Especially when his mother fell ill and was hospitalized again, his already light sleep state became even worse.
That night, before going to bed, he made a cross-country phone call but failed to get through.
I don't know if the woman was angry and refused to pay attention to him, or she was too busy to reply. He felt uneasy, but he didn't harass her anymore.
It was late at night and he had no sleep at all.
It would be fine if he just couldn't sleep as usual. Tonight, he was full of irritability and could not control his panic.
Thinking that he was disturbed by a heartless woman, he became angry and lay on the bed, clenching his fists and forcing himself to empty his mind and not care about her.
However, the more you convince yourself, the more your memory is strengthened, and the woman's face lingers in your mind.
Although he had already traced that delicate and beautiful face with his hands, he still wanted to see it with his own eyes.
I'm going crazy thinking about it...
Finally, his eyes suddenly opened, and he simply gave up the struggle and allowed the shadow to wreak havoc in his heart.
The memories of my childhood sweethearts are already deeply ingrained in my mind, and as I have secretly tracked down the newer parts of the novel in the past few days, those memories have become even more vivid.
Brother Amo, how do you solve this problem? Tell me.
Brother Amo, climbing mountains is so tiring. Why do you always like to climb mountains?
Brother Amo, will I die if I bleed so much?
Brother Amo, how do you know that girls want to use this thing? I, I don’t know how, no one told me...
The clear and sweet voice echoed in my ears, and her smile appeared in front of my eyes, bright, hearty, brilliant, restrained, shy...
The irritability in my heart was inexplicably relieved, and my sleepiness gradually deepened.
Just when he was about to fall asleep and continue to be immersed in the brilliant spring scenery, there was a buzzing sound under the pillow.
Incoming phone call.
His sleepiness disappeared instantly. He thought that the woman had finally come back, and immediately took out his cell phone.
However, no.
An unfamiliar number was displayed on the screen. Maybe he knew who it was before, but now his memory has not been restored.
It was almost early in the morning, who was looking for him so late?
"Hello……"
"Feng Moyan! I'm Fei Xue! Something may have happened to Qianyu!"
As soon as he connected, an urgent female voice came from the other side, anxious and anxious.
There was a sudden explosion in his mind, and he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he understood the reason for his uneasiness tonight.
He propped up his upper body a little, suppressed the rumbling and chaotic heartbeat in his chest, and tried to keep his voice steady: "Please tell me clearly... what happened to her?"
"Qianyu's flight is back to China today. She agreed that I would pick her up at the airport, so I have been paying attention to the flight news. I just saw a news on the Internet saying that a Swiss Air flight encountered extreme weather today and made an emergency landing in Dubai.
But there seemed to be an accident when I landed..."
Fisher's tone was fast, but Feng Moyan was still half-supporting his body. Before he finished listening to the words, the panic in his heart could no longer be described as confusion and fear.
"She... didn't she come back only the day after tomorrow?" the man said, his voice weak, ethereal and somewhat distorted.
"Originally, it was, but because of your transfer of property, she was in a hurry to come back to deal with it, so she returned early today. She didn't tell anyone, and I only found out after contacting her today."
His heart was panicked, as if all the blood vessels were spasming and twisting together, and a nameless pain surged violently in his body. It seemed that he lowered his head and gasped heavily, "The news...is it confirmed?"
"It should be right. Qianyu couldn't get through to her assistant. I called the airline's customer service, but the line was always busy. I guess it's all messed up now, so I thought I'd tell you and see if you can get in touch.
Friends or people who are abroad will confirm as soon as possible."
"okay, I get it……"
After hanging up the phone, he was stunned for a second. He felt as if his chest was being strangled, unable to breathe, and his brain quickly went blank due to lack of oxygen.
It turns out that the woman didn't answer the phone because she was on the flight?
Fortunately, she returned early...
With a frown on his face, he couldn't hold on to his weak body and fell back onto the bed.
Several kinds of pain overlapped. He was holding the phone but couldn't hold it, so it fell and hit his chest.
He immediately picked it up and wanted to call Gong Beizeze.
But my hands were shaking violently and my vision was blurry, as if I was going blind again.
"Someone! Come quickly!"
After shouting twice, before the nurse could arrive after hearing the news, he hurriedly turned over and tried to get out of bed, but unexpectedly he rolled out of bed with too much force.
His head hit the bedside table again, and he felt a sharp pain, but he didn't care, picked up the thing at hand and threw it at the door panel.
The huge movement woke up everyone in the villa, and soon, the caregiver and Ah Quan arrived almost at the same time.
"Mr. Feng, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"
"Ah Quan, call Gong Beize... quickly! Something happened to her..."
Ah Quan didn't know why, but seeing his pale face and anxious look, he didn't dare to delay, so he quickly took out his cell phone and called Gong Beize.
"Mr. Feng, I beat you..."
When the call was connected, Gong Beize's tone was dissatisfied: "It's so late at night, what are you making a fuss about..."
"Aze, something happened to the flight she was on, please...confirm--"
Gong Beize sat up from the bed in shock. He didn't hear clearly, "Whose flight is it?" The words came out clearly, "You said Qianyu? She has returned to China?"
"Fisher said that she returned to China early, her flight encountered an accident, she made an emergency landing in Dubai, and now she has lost contact..."
Ah Quan knelt on the ground, protecting his weak body.
After hearing what he said, Ah Quan's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes were filled with horror.
Aircrafts generally do not have accidents, but once they do, it is a narrow escape, or even the aircraft crashes and everyone is killed.
How could such an extremely low-probability event happen to my wife?
Gong Beize was still answering the phone, but he had already gotten up and dressed quickly, and his tone was serious and serious, "Okay, I understand, don't worry, I'll confirm the news right away, just wait for my call!"
After the call ended, Feng Moyan frowned tightly, lowered his head and closed his eyes, then opened them again. For some reason, his eyes suddenly turned black, just like the flickering snowflakes on a black-and-white TV that was about to shut down.
"Ah Quan, wheelchair..."
"Mr. Feng, it's already early in the morning, you have to go..."
"Hurry up!" Feng Moyan ignored his dissuasion and pushed him away.
Ah Quan had no choice but to push the wheelchair over and work with the caregiver to move him into the wheelchair.
But where can he go at this time?
He only knew that something might have happened to that woman. Fisher said that the flight had to make an emergency landing in Dubai, but Dubai was far away in the Middle East. Not to mention his current mobility difficulties, even if his limbs were intact, he couldn't rush there immediately.
So, he sat in the wheelchair, but suddenly froze and lost movement.
Ah Quan looked at him, his mouth moved, but he didn't make a sound, he just waited quietly.
There was silence in the room, and even the air seemed to be frozen. It was obviously a constant temperature and humidity, but at this moment, it felt like it was soaked in the cold outdoors, and the ground was suddenly as cold as an ice cellar, making people feel bone-chilling.